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Chapter 3: Is it True!
We arrived at the school with no time to lose.
Hermione and Ron had reached a new level of being mad at each other. They refused to talk to one another. They didn't even acknowledge each others' presences. It was like the other one didn't exist.
Harry was just sitting there looking depressed. I didn't know what to do, so I just put my robes on. The others followed in silence.
"I have a good feeling about our sixth year," I repeated for about the ninth time since I got back to the compartment. "Maybe I'll be Professor Snape's favorite again. I'd love to see Malfoy's face when he sees that!"
"Yeah, hilarious," Ron muttered.
"Just because you're failing potions doesn't mean that the rest of us are!" Hermione snarled.
They got into another full-fledged fight as we hopped off the train and into the carriages. I was getting fed up with their fighting already. That was not good, seeing as how I would be seeing them all the time.
"Look you two," I begged. "Please, let's not start off the year with another fight. Can't you wait until tomorrow to fight?"
"Well, alright," Ron said. My heart fluttered when he looked at me.
When we arrived in the Great Hall, I was starving. I didn't think I could wait another second without something to eat. But the Sorting hadn't even started yet.
"Oh, my jelly donuts! If they don't hurry up with the Sorting I think I might die of hunger," I moaned.
"Me too," Harry and Ron agreed. We all turned to look at Hermione.
"What?" she asked.
"Don't tell me that you're not hungry," Ron said.
"Well, of course I'm hungry! You would be mental to think I wasn't!" she replied. "But you three really might want to consider saving some of the food from the cart on the train.
"You know, she does have a point there," I said.
"Yeah, I guess," they grumbled.
There was a hush that came over the Hall as Dumbledore stepped up to speak.
"To my new students, welcome! To my old students, welcome back! It is going to be a pleasant year for all of us at Hogwarts! I have a good feeling about it! Since I know you're all ravenous with hunger, I shall let you eat."
Instantly, food appeared on every dish in the Great Hall.
The students helped themselves to anything and everything they could see or reach.
"Oh, my gosh! This is so good!" I said as I chewed on my chicken leg.
I let out a few moans of pleasure as I continued to stuff my face with everything I could reach.
Within a few short minutes, my cheeks were stuffed with as much food as they could hold. I must've looked like a puffer fish.
I chewed as fast as I could while gathering even more food onto my plate.
"Bloody hell!" Ron said amazed. "Even I'm not THAT hungry!"
I hissed at him and continued eating.
"Don't mess with Rachel when she's hungry," Harry warned. "I got scratched because of that."
He turned his head so that his friends could see the long red mark going down his cheek.
"Just let her eat, and she'll be back to her normal self in no time," Harry continued.
Hermione eyed me carefully. "So, you're saying that if someone upsets her when she's hungry, then she'll get vicious?" she asked.
"Oh, yeah," Harry replied. "She went easy on me because I'm her brother."
After another few minutes, the food was cleared. I was in the middle of finishing my third helping of treacle tart.
"Hey!" I whined.
"Rachel, you ate more than all of Gryffindor put together!" Ron exclaimed. He had spent most of the dinner watching me eat.
"I don't care!" I hissed. "I'm still hungry!"
Another quiet hush swept across the Hall as Dumbledore stood back up. "Now that we are all stuffed with marvelous food," he began.
"Speak for yourself!" I whispered. That made me on the receiving end of a bunch of "Shhh!"'s.
"I would like to remind you that Forbidden Forest remains forbidden to all students," he continued.
"Duh," I whispered. That got me another round of "Be quiet!"'s
"Hogsmeade is only for those in third year and above. Those without permission slips shall not be permitted to go. As of this moment, we have no Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. Therefore, I shall be teaching the subject until further notice. Good night to all, and I shall see some of you in the morning!" he finished with a flourish.
"I sincerely hope not," I mumbled. And that got me a whole bunch of loud "SHUT UP!"'s.
All of us walked back to the dormitory in silence. That's an understatement. It was more like me complaining and everyone else pretending to care.
"I can't believe they only gave us like ten minutes to eat!" I complained.
"Uh huh," they said.
"I mean that's so unfair!" I continued.
"Sure," they said.
"I mean since when does it take kids only ten minutes to eat?" I plowed on.
" No idea," they said.
"Okay, I'm done ranting now," I said.
"Finally!" Ron exclaimed. I glared at him and walked straight up to the girls' dormitory.
"What's her problem?" I heard Ron ask.
"Ron, you've been insulting her all night long. I don't think she's going to be too happy with you for that," Hermione said. "I have a plan that's sure to get Malfoy, though. And he is not going to be happy."
A/N: I decided to post this on Halloween to give you a special treat! I hope you like the story so far, even if you're not reviewing.
HAPPY HALLOWEEN TO ALL!